A Muse for Mishka (Wiccan-Were-Bear #12) by R.E. Butler Read Free Book Online

have trolls for daytime security as
well.”
    “No shifters?”
    “There are a few who work as personal guards.
Arissa has two wolves and a leopard as her guards. Shifters do come
to the club to hang out, but they have their own clubs.”
    Harmony searched through Mishka’s memories.
Shifters had been blood slaves for vampires for centuries. It was
outlawed by vampire law, now, but shifters had long memories and
held grudges. It didn’t really surprise her that shifters weren’t
gung-ho to hang out at a club crawling with vampires.
    “I’ve been in a lot of vampires clubs around
the country, from the grungiest dive bar to classy places decked
out in chrome and mirrors. I like Fang. It feels like home.”
    “That’s so sweet. I feel the same way about
the club, too. I’m glad you’re here. Mishka was lonely. It was hard
for us to see him that way, especially after Brone found
Arissa.”
    “I’m thrilled to be with him, too. I wouldn’t
want to be anywhere else.”
     

 
     
    Chapter
7
     
    Mishka grimaced as he looked at the video
footage from the front of the club. Protesters were harassing those
waiting in line to get inside. He turned away from the computer
screen and looked at Brone, who was the head of club and coven
security.
    “The police?”
    He shook his head. “The protesters are on the
sidewalk, which is technically public property. As long as they
don’t touch anyone, they can stand there being assholes all
night.”
    “I don’t suppose Arissa would be willing to
hex them?”
    Arissa chuckled from where she stood in
Brone’s embrace. “Sorry. I hate them, too, but I can’t just go
around hexing people who aren’t technically being evil. Now if they
start acting badly, that’s different. I’ll hex the hell out of
them.”
    Sighing, he leaned back in his chair. He
wished that Harmony were with him right then, so he could pull her
into his lap and hold her tightly. He knew she was safe in the
club, guarded by her friends, but he still wanted her there.
    “That damned church,” he said. “I wish they’d
find something else to be fanatical over. Go ahead with your plan
to increase security. Reiterate to the coven that no one is to go
anywhere alone. I don’t want our people to become easy
targets.”
    Brone nodded, but instead of leaving, he
stared at Mishka in silence. Mishka glanced at Arissa, whose smile
had slipped slightly.
    “What is it?” he asked.
    “Your beloved needs protection.”
    “Of course.”
    “Her bandmates are fighters and clearly stand
by her, but I’d like to assign coven guards to her. As mistress of
the coven, it makes sense that she would be guarded by
vampires.”
    “I’ll speak to her about it.”
    Brone nodded. “I’ll assign Finn and
Dolan.”
    Mishka nodded. Both males were mated, so they
wouldn’t push Mishka’s need to keep his mate away from unmated
males. Although she was currently with her friends who were all
unmated, he knew from her memories that there had never been
anything sexual between them and that she valued them as brothers
and nothing more.
    When Brone and Arissa were gone, he looked at
the video feed of the protestors. It amazed him that humans could
be so violent and hateful and still not see themselves as monsters.
These particular protestors were members of the First Church of
Humanity, an establishment that had sprung up several years ago
with the sole focus of destroying vampires. There were churches all
over the country, wherever large covens were, and they looked for
ways to hurt vampires. Some of the groups were less violent than
others, simply interested in getting covens out of major cities.
The one in Cleveland, however, had done terrible things in the name
of taking back the city. They’d attempted to kidnap the mates of
the vampires, they set fire to the club in an attempt to push the
vampires out into the daylight, and they’d even worked with an evil
witch and nearly killed Arissa. The First Church was a